. Koi baal nhi.. Pahli baar itni gori chut dekhi haiWm ne ammi ko niche sula dila and chut chatne laga ..Ahhhh kya smell hai …. Jab tune meter room ...e apni chut meri muh pe rakhi thi .. Ahhh kya mast laga muje .. Chutki garmai …… MuhhhhAmmi mchal rahi thi jaise jaise wo chut chatta ammi. Siskiya bharti … Ammi uske seer ko pakad uska dildo jaisa estemal kar rahi thi .. ..Thodi der baad wm apne snek ko ammi ke beel me dalne ko tayar hogaya .. Saap bhi ready tha apni jagah me janekoJaise hi usne. I slowly walked to the door, closed my eyes for a second to gather my composure and then opened them up as I reached for the door handle. With a twist of the knob I put on a warm smile, opened the door and said “Hello Mark, so glad you could make it!”He took a second to look my over and then said “Hello Christy, it is so good to finally met you”.I gestured with my hand and said “please come in”.He came into the door and handed me a bouquet a flowers and then leaned in and gave me a quick hug. But my heart and mind were encouraging me to sleep with my brother and take his cock in my pussy. I kept on massaging my pussy and felt wet between my legs. Oh God, save me from this sin! The more I think of moving away from this incest idea, my mind was not permitting me.I am Sudha, 39 years old, married at the age of 25, and had a fantastic sex life with my husband for a long time. We enjoyed fucking like anything. I have a son who is a teenager. But since a few years, I am not satisfied. I. Radha was two years older than him which always made her look at him like a kid brother. She was oblivious to the feelings Viswanathan, Vasu all called him, had for her.Viswanathan stared at her with puppy eyes when she ran across with her big breasts, almost bursting out of her tight wet blouse, bouncing. Her smooth hands holding the hem of her skirt up to reveal her shiny fair legs to him.Once Radha got to the veranda of her house, she would try to adjust her long hair raising her arms.